Jagger

“He gave Marcie a spare to the Jeep—I should park this thing in the ocean, twenty feet under.”
― Becca Fitzpatrick, Crescendo

“You are such a jerk! Get back here!"

"Jerk?" he repeated. " You're the one spying in windows.”
― Becca Fitzpatrick, Crescendo

“Okay, calm down, we'll pay,"said Vee, reaching into her back pocket. She stuffed a wad of cash into the bowl, but it was dark and I couldn´t tell how much. "You owe me big-time," she told me.

"You're supposed to let me count the money first," Marcie said, digging through the bowl, trying to recapture Vee´s donation.

"I just assumed twenty was too high for you to count," Vee said. "My apologies." Marcie's eyes went slitty again, then she turned on her heel and carted the bowl back into the house.

"How much did you give her?" I asked Vee.

"I didn't. I tossed in a condom."

I lifted my eyebrows."Since when do you carry condoms?"

"I picked one up off the lawn on our way up the walk. Who knows, maybe Marcie'll use it. Then I'll have done my part to keep her genetic material out of the gene pool.”
― Becca Fitzpatrick, Crescendo

“With you, what you see is what you get. And I see cheap.”
― Becca Fitzpatrick, Crescendo